wat we have is not easy or the norm
n forget sunshine our love"s more like a storm

ur not my prince charming
n i sure aint some prissy princesses

ur more like my chucky
n im Tiffany ya bride

I have a spoiled mind 
Urs is very stubborn
I can be a bit snapy
U can be an ass

But u learned how to spoil me
I no how to deal wit u
U no how to check me
i learned how to make u relax

Normal is boring
Easy is Lame
The Sun Is too bright n annoying
Lets make love in the rain

Fuck a prince charming
i love a twisted mind
Id rather a hood nigga, a King
wit bit of a smooth soft side

N who wants a princess
U gotchu a Queen
A true down ass ryda
With me theres no in between

So wat if we crazy
N dont quite "fit in"

My body fits urs
Ur hand fits mine
Ur mouth works my mind
My mouth works ur heart

I was made to love you
Our souls intertwined
My heart in ya hands
N you on my mind
 
Love, Tiffany